Chapter LXXVI

Among the crumbling ruins of the creeds The Scout upon his camel played his reeds And called out to his people,--"Let us hence! The pasture here is full of noxious weeds."

LXXVII

Among us falsehood is proclaimed aloud, But truth is whispered to the phantom bowed Of conscience; ay! and Wrong is ever crowned, While Right and Reason are denied a shroud.